Fernsong Warriors Novels & Stories

"I'm Roxanne Sangoma, Cerulean's mate and the lead warrior. The tall brown-haired guy is Seth Salvatore, the Alpha of our pack, and a True Born. The voluptuous blonde here is Rieka ...... Brink, our ..... Luna. She's a True Born as well, but also an Elemental. Damian Reynolds, the mouthpiece with the red wolf is our Delta. And the twins are Trisha and Tyler Bauer. Tyler is a warrior, and Trish just got out of med school." Fiona eyed Trish and Tyler, and a part of me wanted to ask why, but instead, I asked her about her life. "Can you explain what it's like living as a water fairy princess? I enjoy learning as much as I can about other cultures." Fiona smiled as she switched her focus onto me

The 11 clans of Afugiri provided 3 brave warriors making the total warriors selected to be 33 in number. Before you could be selected as a warrior, you must have passed the tests every warrior must pass. The first test is the test of courage, where you’ll be taken to the bush with your eyes tied and left to pass the night alone. You’ll be given a gong so that if by any time of the night you lost courage, you’ll strike the gong and the men would come out and remove the cloth tied on your eyes but you’ll never be considered as a warrior until you could pass the night alone with your eyes covered. Each of the 33 warriors knows what it is to walk in darkness. Before they became warriors, they sp

The eyes were inked with various colors that shifted like David's eyes. Fenris of the Blood Moon I shifted in my seat, searching for the start of the passage on the prior page. Fenris, warrior of Fen, wolf of the night, the moon, and beyond, manifesting under the blood moon, was the first among us to stand against the fallen witch and her lover. Let it be known that Fenris shall always have our allegiance, our cauldrons, our spells, and grimoires. United in the Awakening, we will always be kin.

SERAPHINA'S P.O.V. I stepped into Shadowmoor Castle's sacred temple and the hallowed ground beneath my bare feet echoed the weight of my footsteps. The soft glow of the evening's moonlight filtered through the open roof, casting a silvery hue upon the ceremony which was about to unfold. From a far corner of the room, five girls stood around a drum, their fingers beating its surface hurriedly. The girls were clothed in wisps of white clothing and drawings of the moon on their chest which indicated their discipleship to the Moon Goddess and her priestess. Their drumming of a wedding match echoed within the walls of the room as my brother led me into the temple.

Surrounding me, the whispers of my companions broke the silence, a soft resonance of anxiety, resolve, and the delicate hope that this wasn’t the conclusion. “Daisy,” Fenris’s voice shattered the quiet. He positioned himself next to me, his expression serious yet composed. "The rest are waiting." I nodded, pulling my eyes away from the dimming skyline. “Let’s complete this.” Within the war tent, the atmosphere was heavy with tension. A temporary table displayed a map of Silvermoon, its landscape outlined with quickly sketched lines and circles. My most reliable companions Fenris, Rowan, Soren, and several others gathered around it, their faces aglow with flickering lantern light.

With a ferocious roar that echoed through the valley, he unleashed his wrath upon the unsuspecting villagers. The warriors of Gaia, renowned for their courage and skill, bravely stood their ground, their weapons poised to defend their home. But Fen's power was beyond their comprehension. He moved with lightning speed, his fangs tearing through flesh, his claws rending armour. The villagers were no match for his godlike strength.

The Southern Gate became a choke point of smoke, and snapping jaws. The military mercenaries, the Council brought with them, were disciplined, using sonic weaponry to disorient the wolves. The Blackwood warriors fought with the ferocity of demons, but they were being worn down. The noise was deafening—a cacophony of gunfire, howls, and the sickening sound of bullets and claws meeting flesh. Inside the house, the vibration of the battle rattled the crystal in the chandelier. Fennigan was pacing, his wolf pacing just beneath his skin, desperate to go out there and rip throats. But he wouldn't leave Leela.

I'll join you in a minute! We went up to the roof, and we were met with an unbelievable sight. Rogues normally only run in groups of twenty or so. There must be two hundred of them. This isn't just a rogue attack." Conri said, "There is an Alpha, somewhere, who is challenging us. An Alpha is the only one who can get rogues together like this." I said, "Time to rain some lightning bolts." I started raining large lightning bolts on every area that I saw rogues in. I knew our warriors were skilled enough to avoid them while fighting, so I wasn't really worried about hitting any of them. As soon as I started seeing warriors fall, I raised my arms and said, "sana mea bellatores". They all jumped

SOPHIA POV The air was stiff while taking a walk with Xylah, this was because none of us wanted to be in the same company as each other.. As we walked, I heard noises and cheers going on in the distance. "What's that noise?" I asked. "They are recruiting new wolves to join the army," she replied. "You do not want to go there, the men there will be covered in their own sweat and blood," she complains. "Yuck right?" She asked but stopped talking when she noticed my interest. "Oh I forgot, you used to be a beta, those are your thing," she mumbles.

My wolf howled inside, victorious. Then voices echoed again—closer, louder. Soldiers. I pulled her tight against me. “No more running. We end whoever comes next.” She nodded, gold fire building in her palms. “Together.” The first soldier broke into the cavern, blade high. Fiona’s blast hit him before he even screamed. I tore into the second, claws shredding armor like cloth. The third swung wide, but Fiona’s light wrapped him, searing him until nothing but dust hit the water.